Archive - Jul 2007

Date

July 31st

A Day in the Life Of Christi and James

Since Diabetes has entered our lives, our days have become very structured and very different. We have lost a lot of spontaneity. We thought we would share what it is like to have Diabetes. We also thought it would be interesting to see what it is like from our different perspectives. Christi's Perspective (CP) 6:45am Hoist myself out of a very comfortable sleep. Colin (our ten-year-old) is going to day camp this week and he needs to be up at school by 8am. He is not going to like getting up early. I have my coffee and get dressed. I get Colin up and ready.have your cake and read more too!

July 29th

We Want Diabetes to Go Away!

Well, it's that time of year again! Time for the Walk to Cure Diabetes! All week long we will be guestblogging here on the Cake Eater Chronicles to raise money to find a cure for Type I Diabetes. I am Kathy's sister, Christi, in Omaha, Nebraska (the ol' homestead). My 8 year old son, James, has Type I (or juvenile) Diabetes. He was diagnosed right after he turned 3 years old on April 5th, 2002. We immediately went through 16 hours of survival training. This included how to test James' blood sugar, how to draw up and give insulin shots, and the quick and dirty education on nutrition.have your cake and read more too!

July 26th

Could Someone in Hollywood Do Me A Favor?

I realize we don't have the best of relationships, you and I, dear Hollywood, but really, I swear on this one you won't get screwed on the deal and might honestly conclude that you came out with the better end of the bargain. Are you ready for it? Ok, here goes. Ahem. Please, please, please hire Sigourney Weaver to act in something so she doesn't have to demean herself with these pitiful DirecTV commercials.have your cake and read more too!

July 26th

Harry Potter, We Fare Thee Well

So, I finished Deathly Hallows late last night. While I can't say that La Rowling's latest work has been great for my health---seeing as how I haven't gone to bed any earlier than two the past several nights and I kinda need my rest. I can say, however, that I---the woman who has recently let her inner hypochondriac fully off the leash, much to the dismay and annoyance of many an oncology nurse---don't really give a shit. Health be damned; I needed to know what happened. Dr. Academic's going to have throw me a bone on this one. I am not going to discuss anything in the book.have your cake and read more too!

I Want it All...and I Want It Now

I don't think it's a surprise to any of you, my devoted Cake Eater readers, that I'm not a huge fan of the band Queen. Any fondness I might have had for them when I was younger was ruthlessly quashed by the repeated playing of "We Will Rock You" at skating parties in my youth (It's hard to clap your hands and skate at the same time. At least it is for some people. They kept wiping out and I couldn't maneuver around their crash sites quickly enough.) and at every televised sporting event during the late eighties and throughout the nineties.have your cake and read more too!

July 25th

When I Was Your Age We Had to Connect With a 14.4 Modem!

July 23rd

So...

...is everyone else as relieved as I am that the baldie photo of meself has decided to go hide in the archives? Yeah, that's what I thought.

July 21st

In the Paper!

So, my nephew and godson decided to enter the Omaha World-Herald's "Harry Potter Lookalike" Contest. He didn't win, but he did get his picture in the paper. Go here, click on the gallery and he's the sixth one down on the right. I've been told that that even he doesn't think he really looks like Harry Potter, but rather thought he had an advantage to press (with his spectacles and haircut) and entered simply for the cash prize.have your cake and read more too!

Friday Night Silly(Pants)

Because I can... Top 100 Star Wars lines improved by replacing a word with “pants”. I find your lack of pants disturbing. You are unwise to lower your pants. Chewie and me got into a lot of pants more heavily guarded than this. Phew! And I thought pants smelled bad... on ... the outside...! The Force is strong in my pants. Your pants, you will not need them. You came in those pants? You're braver than I thought. I cannot teach him. The boy has no pants. In his pants you will find a new definition of pain and suffering Governor Tarkin.have your cake and read more too!

Can't Put My Finger On It

I'm having a hard time trying to suss out just what I don't like about this bit from this morning's Bleat.
{...}There was a creepy old man at the park the other day, my wife told me. Dressed in a ragged suit, carrying his possessions in a plastic shopping bag from a store that has no local outlets anywhere in the neighborhood. Disheveled. He wandered over to the swimming pool and watched the kids. Then he left and wandered away and came back and watched the kids some more.have your cake and read more too!